This is a song about "Pin me under glass"

Batting my head with a rolling pin

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

Breaking into your house with nothing more than a bobby pin.

Control is what you had me under

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

You get under me and then we'll pollinate

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

They say i talk like im god body

Why are they creeping up under me

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Cocked the pistol, checked the pin

Guess i’m different than most

You stole from me from under my nose